Abigoliah Schamaun

Comedian, Yogi, Whiskey Enthusiast. 

Hard Work. Good Work.

Hard Work. Good Work.

Because last week was an odd schedule for me and the month started on a Wednesday I only could make it to two classes. Now it feels like the Crossfit Challenge is off and running because from here on out I'll do 5 classes a week. And this week started with a bang. 

Yesterday I took the 4:30pm class at Crossfit Blackfriars with my friend Kate and we "warmed up" with a complex lift, which I think is defined by doing several lifts in a row without putting down the bar. It was push press, a push jerk, and then a split jerk. Or for those who don't Crossfit: lift the bar over your head, lift is again but bend your knees twice, then lift is and separate your legs into a lunge as you lift. Then things got intense. We were assigned the lovely task lifting the barbell, doing a squat, then lift the weight over head, then a back squat, then lift the barbell over your head again. We were to repeat that over, and over again; 30 times in 20 minutes. I completed it in 18 minutes and one second at 35kg (77.1.lbs). By the end of that class I swear, I saw God and she looked fabulous! 

It's after completing a workout like that one can understand why Crossfit puts such an emphasis on community. Yes, the camaraderie in the suffering is nice. But I really appreciate being in a space where, when I'm done with something that difficult, other people around me understand the since of exhaustion and accomplishment that comes with a job well done. Once I leave, Crossfit Blackfriars it's hard to work my daily accomplishment into a normal conversation. 

"How was my day? Good, you know, standard day, I sweated so hard I could taste blood but in a healthy way! Did I mention I do Crossfit? "
or
"No problem I can hold those groceries for you, I mean, it's not like they're a 35kg barbell  I lifted over my head earlier today repeatedly.  I used to be picked last in gym class. Now I lift thing over my head, it's no big deal."
<whispers to self, "It's such a big deal.">

It's no wonder it has a cult like reputation. Once you start training daily you want to talk about it. Good thing I have a blog. Otherwise you'd all have to listen to me talk in person. You poor things. But no seriously, who wants to talk about Crossfit?  

Today my schedule was such that the best class for me to take was the 8am. I had to get up a 7am to do this and as I've said repeatedly mornings are not my thing. Today was an endurance day which means no heavy weights but a lot of running about instead. It was all very High Intensity and Intervally. I guess most people are at work at 8am because when I rocked up to take the class it was just me. I was the only one there. Just me and my coach Stevie to encourage me while I suffered. Then low and behold another coach, Ellie, came in for reasons completely different but was kind enough to do the work out with me. 

It was not a workout where we could idly chat, during out 20 second rest between tasks we just stood next to each other panting. Still it's nice to have a buddy while you use a Ski Erg, then Box Jump, Dumbbell snatch, Battle Rope, plate push, and run while carrying a medicine ball. What's a Ski Erg? I have no idea either, all I know is it makes my arms tired and my round five it starts to look less like work out equipment and more like a mid evil torture device. 

After each class I worked on my double-unders and can you believe after two whole days I still can't do them?! Ridiculous! The past two days have been intense and I spent most of today napping because that workout on just three hours of sleep really took it out of me. As I type this I can feel soreness creeping into my biceps. It'll be interesting to see how the rest of the week goes. 

You Win Some. You Run Some.

You Win Some. You Run Some.

I Figured out My Month Goal!

I Figured out My Month Goal!